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[midday_volery]

with the increase of my suffering and the advancement of the infection i am most vulnerable to watching shmultzy dvd's like samsara, getting overwhelmed by fluttering advertisement flags in the supermarket and finding myself rating ridiculous questions like some in this quiz. finally i have a little direction; perhaps a small journey to the

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what a sweet way to say redundant...

[sallowsiserary]

but I know what you mean, and that is what happens with sleep deprivation. (Aspirin (g) tree (ts), your puns/prose never cease to amaze). Marron:Ah, see, as an artist, I was blinded by the local color.(I thought since it consisted of reds browns and blues, you might have been referring to the combination of passion/sorrow/nature that is life. Thanks for the clear-up, I'd begun analyzing that word ad absurdum.Not ill-formed, it merely fell on ill-informed ears. You're right about the lack of humanitarianism:I jokingly call myself a misogynist because I am drawn to the same number of women as men. It makes me queasy too. It's always evoked for me a memory of driving in stretch caprice classics with old mafia men as a little girl. "charmingly ascerbic",how repulsively darling. Yeah the jungian analysis always struck me as a bit cliche, but it's what people seem to like. "something else" is quite the pleasing threat. If possesion did decrease the magicanism, 'twould be a sad day indeed for the philosophy of the real, and the theatre of the absurd.Potential possession should never be permitted to detract from kinetic realization, what is anything but a transfer of energy? (a poem, a sore, a pallid friend)...so by removing meat from your diet, have you avoided becoming fear? "I am prone to losing chunks of time" Do you mean what I think you mean? Languid bird, you must MUSTMUSTMUSTMUSTmust tell me more about this. Your words have opened a hole in my chest, ' the spirits fly in and out", the flame has me entranced ("I lit a thin green candle....the room just filled up with mosquitos, they'd heard that yoour body was free..").I am at the edge of my feet (I do yoga too).what precisely is recovered?Microethics, not to be coy, has always struck me as quite the apt title in the most finite sense.More too about this please. Does the lady request too many servings?As far as your preparations, (how to make ready for the self from the self), may you be immanent.
If it please, sir,you correspond to much, which vastly increases your worth. I sense in you great potential for virtual deterritorialization. I find you an intriguing collective noun as well.
Ah, the "rescue" (read self-serving, proximity-seeking) mission. Well, the nuns have realized that i absconded with their funds but not their fundaments. I have just finished "walking spanish down the hall", the tea is steeped, the fabrics paint-sodden. With a brief layover to meet with a commisioner, I leave on the morrow.I will not be in any state at all by tomorrow evening. I will let you know whAT strange tales may crease and rend the day impenetrable.Now back to your wrinkle in time...I'm so curious...If it is Too_________, my email is: yesthisisalie@hotmail.com
TIME; THE ONLY WAY TO TRAVEL.

[midday_volery]

we will make arrangements with the kitchen lady s., the courses, i am sure you understand, will have to be served in a leisurely fashion. oh, please be careful on the roads, we are hearing shocking stories from sleeping drivers.

[sallowsiserary]

thanks ( I won't fall asleep. It is a proclivity to which i am rather immune). I'll watch the sky for your brethren, of course. Don't let the nasty little leprechauns give you any of their pluck. yes, must see to the help. hope you feel better,
s.

[midday_volery]

mmm, its been a riotous night, but its a soft, overcast morning and i have been wondering about letting grandpa pat in to deal with a couple of stubborn cases. i wasnt thinking about you falling asleep, i am thinking about other drivers drifting across the lanes!

[sallowsiserary]

Your sentence makes shoulders seem softer...(Long ago, I sat with a friend on a bench, eating popcorn and roses as a riot emerged before us, not three feet away. No one glanced towards us. ).Your warnings were well-sent. The truckers were attempting a game of metaphysics, the prize at stake ..of course being the ability to supplant themselves in exactly the spot I was occuping..but all is well so far in the halflit fray.
next topics: 1. Approach avoidance
2. Time: the only way to travel
("hand me my leather")
more travels on the morrow.